[Godsgift, orbiting Nos Lycarin]
"All crewmem-em-em-embers," Godsgift announced as a jaunty tune
started playing throughout the cabin, "please be advised that the Troperia has launched and is approaching escape velocity."
"Will you please stop playing that music?" Whistler griped.
"Certainly," Godsgift said, and the music changed.
The Flamebringer
edited 9th Jun '16 4:50:36 PM by Izshta
All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.
The Troperia - Longue
Almost in perfect sync to Amos, Michael also lets out a "Wait what?" as the takeoff sequence is broadcast. "We should tell the Cap-" Michael is in the middle of saying as Russell seems to suddenly stumble forward into Amos with the force a competitively moving ten year old can, his balance thrown off by the sudden sounds of the ship starting to move. Even if Michael and Amos basically couldn't hear it, a moving ship would produce alot of infrasoundThe Troperia - Hallway
Kyerine just looks confused at everyone and wanders off away trying to figure out what in the world everyone was so upset about. It was just some bear after all... What is there to be upset about... Was it used for something other than cuddling that he should know about. What could be so special about a single bear...The Troperia - Medbay
"I am aren't I..." Blake says with the only humor he has this far. "I can't give my word to any major authority. PRISM is effectively holding him as collateral as long as the microchip is in his head... Even once its gone, we both have too much of a criminal record for any major authority to take our testimonies seriously."edited 9th Jun '16 5:47:43 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
The Eccentric Electric
Troperia Hallway -> Armory:
Torvahk figured that this was a matter between Greg and Kyerine involving a giant teddybear was theirs and theirs alone. He nodded briefly as a gesture of respect before continuing to his destination, eventually arriving in the armory. He had entered the combination to unlock his footlocker and started putting on his armor legs first, and was about halfway done when he noticed out of the only reinforced port of the armory that the Troperia had started taking off.
"It's a good thing I got here in time. Now it seems I'm destined to run wherever the wind takes me, perhaps never to see home again. All the more reason to be reborn a better warrior, getting stronger every day." Torvahk said to himself in his native language, which would sound a lot more poetic than it did in English if anyone besides him heard it. He then went back to the task of putting his armor back on, knowing he'd feel much safer with it on than not.
Living The Fever Dream
Hall
Chris sighs and pets Tedman's head, nodding nonplussed to Greg as he storms off to the bridge, "Alright, Kyerine, let's see if I can explain this...we're telling you this so you don't get in serious trouble later... you know that device Toraq has? The one he talks to his family on? How do you think he'd feel if that were to suddenly vanish?"Merrick waves goodbye to Sha'koro and shrugs to Izzie, "A bit hungry. Wanna get something to eat?"
Training Room
Lex smirks and bends forward, whispering something questionable into Kijo's ear about helping him deal with his concentration problem, somewhat kidding.Inside Tom's subconscious, she rubs at Jiko's leg, Do you enjoy talking to yourself, my dears?
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
Training Room
Kijo makes a flustered noise and sputters, taken aback, before shaking off the initial shock and smirking himself, ready with a comeback.
"Well well, I wonder what your man would think of that. Not to mention this really isn't the place is it?"
Jiko's Subconscious
Jiko himself leans into Lex a little more intensely and laughs lightly.
"Well, it's technically me either way in a way...sooo...." he says coyly. Then, in response too Lex, "And yes. He seems less threatening this way, don't you think?"
Everyday's great at your Junes
Bridge
Greg enters and goes to sit in his chair. Hearing his comm buzz, he looks at his wrist terminal to respond. "Um...Zevai? Yes, what's the matter?"
Lounge
Amos is completely oblivious as Russell slams into him, causing him to flail a bit before falling forward. "Wh-Whoa...!" he says before hitting the ground face first. He takes a moment before he rolls over, trying to get a look at Russell. "H-Hey, are you alright?" he asks, not really concerned about himself.
Med Bay
For pushes his glasses up slightly, causing the glare off the lenses to hide his eyes. "...How about that of a trained medical professional, then? The authorities surely couldn't turn that away. Or at least, I would think." he suggests, his voice firm.
Mitch's Room
Rakiri is kissed, making him blush slightly. "...How can you forgive me.so.easily? I hurt you really badly." he says, seemingly a bit confused.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
Dominic & Mitch's Room
"I find it'd be kinda stupid to hold a grudge when you've apologized like that. A lot of people don't get that far..." Mitch says, starting to grin slightly. "Don't think it's completely over just like that, though. I still wanna destroy your ass." He starts kissing Rakiri more passionately.
Bridge
"Hey, Greg." Val greets him offhandedly, while the ship gradually flies towards low orbit.
"Uh, Godsgift, are you still there?" He broadcasts to the ship.
Hallway
"Sure. Anything you're craving in particular?" She asks while walking to the lounge.
Lounge
Izzie encounters Zevai, Michael, Russell and Amos upon walking inside. "Uh, hey. Everything alright?"
VR Room
Dominic enters the VR room, holding what appears to be a data drive.
The Troperia - Lounge
Russell after knocking Amos to the ground just lays their for a second needing to reorientation himself, holding his head. Before sharply like someone having their hand on a hot stove pulling himself away from Amos uncomfortably wriggling just a little bit like someone trying to get a bug of themselves, as he sits on the floor just a little bit away from him "Y-Yeah sorry the ship taking off... That was really loud." His confidence washed away similar to how it did in engineering.Michael frowns offering both of them a hand up as Izzie walks in with Merrick. "Yes and uh..." his gaze looks down at Russell. "...also no. W-we might have urm, a little bit of a problem..." The adults coming in also making Michael's nerves act up again.
The Troperia - Medbay
Blake looks over to Toraq, taking a few moments before just sighing a little. "I appreciate it but without evidence, a single persons word against a security and law enforcing corporation isn't going to do much. Just showing our gene mods won't prove they did anything unethical, your just get passed off as someone protesting genetic research..." His tone was of genuine appreciation but still frustration.The Troperia - Hallway
Kyerine who had started to walk away turns around to look at Chris again. "He would get a new one. He has the money for it and that's all you need right..? I think... Money is confusing." he replies going onto a bit of a minor tangent in his confused state. .edited 10th Jun '16 6:26:01 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Divine Burden
The ghost ship's radar flare, detecting ships around !
"Hm ?"
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
The Eccentric Electric
Troperia Armory -> Observation Deck:
In about two minutes, Torvahk would finish putting the rest of his armored spacesuit on, which he needlessly emphasized by clenching his talon hands and briefly flexing one of his arms when he was finished with the arms of his suit. Originally unsure of what to do, Torvahk was once again captivated by the sight of space that started to pass by as the Troperia took off. He decided to look around the Troperia for a better view, but before going anywhere he consulted his portable map that he might not have needed one day. He then found out that an Observation Room was right next to the Arboretum/Garden that he visited, and decided that if he was going to get any decent view of the scenery, it would be from there. If there was anyone still in the hallways, Torvahk would have probably noticed them.
Living The Fever Dream
Everyday's great at your Junes
Bridge
Greg gives a half-hearted wave to Val, waiting for Zevai to respond. "...How many ships were waiting for us, again?" He asks, glancing down at his console.
Med Bay
"...Valid points, I suppose. But there has to be...something. This sort of thing should not be allowed to remain hidden. Someone needs to pay.for this and it shouldn't be the victims...it's not right..." Tor says, folding his arms and looking to be thinking intensely on this. It seems to be bothering him greatly.
Mitch's Room
Red was now attempting to completely take over the natural blue of Rakiri's face with how hard he blushes. "D-Destroy my ass...?"
...
"...Eh, I'm a shapeshifter. I can just make another." he shrugs before kissing him back.
Lounge
Amos pales slightly, realizing what Michael is saying. "U-Umm...I think an Accidental Kidnapping is a bit more than a little bit of a problem. Oh god..."
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
The Flamebringer
The Eccentric Electric
Troperia Observation Deck:
Torvahk would eventually arrive at the Observation Deck of the Troperia, and further confirmed his discovery that it was next to the arboretum that he was in earlier after spotting it close to his location. Feeling like there was nothing better to do, he decided to lay back face up on the floor of the Observation Deck, not giving a damn about whether it had been cleaned recently or not, and looked up toward the stars. He derived a mild sense of entertainment from the serenity of space being viewed from the safety of a spacecraft with life-support and artificial gravity, and looked around at the changing scenery, feeling rare moments of peace that came too seldomly for him.
Living The Fever Dream
[Godsgift, orbiting Nos Lycarin]
The response to the Troperia's message was a prompt acknowledgment signal, followed by Whistler's voice: "Affirmative. We're doing fine, just let us know when you'd like us to make contact with your vessel. Our shipboard AI has identified what appears to be your hangar; could you confirm this? Of course any additional assistance when it comes time to dock would be welcome. We don't want to scratch your paint."
Accompanying the transmission was a few gigabytes of data that formed something like a three-dimensional blueprint of the Troperia, but only the outer hull and the chambers directly adjacent to it. It was accurate down to about 30 centimeters—fairly low-resolution, but with a ship as large as the Troperia, you didn't need to be more accurate than that to get a good idea of the layout. Highlighted in the blueprint was, indeed, the hangar bay doors.
Back aboard the Troperia, Godsgift was chuckling. "'Scratch the paint.' Oh, Whistler, you are such a character. We should play bridge sometime. What is bridge?"
The crew ignored him.
"Are you sure we shouldn't have just sent them the raw blueprint?" Sy said. He seemed to be giving Whistler a weird look, until the pack realized he was looking "over" the invisible screens in front of him.
"Why? I just want to confirm that we've correctly identified their hangar. There's no need to clutter the map up."
"You know as well as I do that including the whole map wouldn't make it any harder to read. Especially with the important part highlighted."
Whistler sighed. "Look, I don't know if these people would take it the wrong way. We might get nervous if somebody showed up out of nowhere and sent us a blueprint of our own ship, accurate down to 50 micrometers. They might be threatened, if it shows more advanced technology than they have. And we don't know what they have, other than a general idea based on their communications technology and their ship's engines. Besides, I'm not sure I'm ready to show our whole hand yet. If they turn out to be dangerous, I don't want them knowing exactly what level of technology we have access to. Make no mistake, Sy—we're stranded in a foreign land. And that demands a certain level of caution."
"I agree!" Godsgift chirped. "We should blow up their ship, just to be safe. If you give me about five minutes, I can overcharge our ultradrive spines and trigger—"
Both crewmembers shouted, "Shut up!"
edited 10th Jun '16 9:16:51 AM by SolipSchism
Divine Burden
Well, the farthest one seemingly is waiting for them. It's not moving.
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
Dominic & Mitch's Room
Mitch grins more widely, somewhat roughly pushing Rakiri onto the bed, before pausing for a moment and noticing something within his own body. "Huh, looks like I can finally take my armor off." He does so, the armor pieces disassembling and putting themselves at the corner of the room.
"For the record, I'll be recording this." Val broadcasts to the two of them.
"Oh, fuck off." Mitch replies jokingly.
Bridge
"Well, that makes two, I guess." Val replies to Greg. The ship flies higher, near where the Godsgift currently is. He also notices the ghost ship at the edge of the radar monitor and the window. "Hm? Looks like we have another ship nearby."
"Yes, that's correct. Are you ready to dock?" He broadcasts to the Godsgift, preparing to open the hangar.
Lounge
"Accidental- ...what." Izzie says with disbelief, sifting through everyone before looking at Russell. "I presume you're the... person in question?"
VR Room
Dominic sits in front of the main VR computer, and links up the drive to it. He appears to installing something into the simulator. He also takes out a rather large box filled with an injector and small vials of liquid.
edited 10th Jun '16 9:32:25 AM by AqueousBunnies
The Troperia - Lounge
The ten year old terran boy, looks vaguely at Izzie's direction and nods. "Yeah..." He says twitching a little bit more before taking a deep breath and calming whatever was bothering him.Then Russell pushes himself back to his feet, abeit shakily as he adjusts, not taking the hand of help from Michael, then looking back in the others directions. "So when you told me I should proberbly wait till i'm older before going into space, what you really meant was a couple of hours older?" He jokingly snarks to Amos initially in deadpan but he fails and breaks out in a minor excited giggle.
Michael was not amused, he had a minor face of panic shaking his head back and fourth while muttering something in Spanish before snapping out of it and looking to Izzy. "Uh- long story short, we m-met him in the city at the arcade, had some urm, lunch, spoke about the ship. He asked to tour the ship, we kinda agreed... Oh but we told the Captain on our way in though! He knew about this!" Michael nervous tries to explain becoming a little defensive towards the end; a hand still offered to help Amos up.
The Troperia - Medbay
"No it's not right but... They know what they're doing." Blake replies staring into the water some more at his own tired expression and flickering crimson eyes.edited 10th Jun '16 9:54:37 AM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Everyday's great at your Junes
Bridge
"Oh. Yeah, of course. Is it nearby?" Greg asks Zevai while turning back to Val. "Yeah, that's the one I was talking about, actually. It looks like it's immobile..."
Mitch's Room
Rakiri is pinned, and despite his still flushed features, he smirks slightly before mentally responding as well. ...I have no problem with this. And, Mitch, I'm more than positive you're going to be taking off more than just your armor, lava bear... he says kisses him again...
Lounge
Amos blinks. "Wh...N-No! Hours!? I was talking about like...years, easily! Was I really.that unclear...?" he says, in disbelief.
He only then notices Michael's attempt to help him up and takes his hand, before standing.
Quickly, he opens up a video link to the Bridge.
Med Bay
Tor sighs as well. "...A solution will make itself known in due time, I am sure. I truly believe that." he says and walks over to grab Blake's shoulder reassuringly. "But until then, if either of you need anything...tests, medicine, or just someone to talk about things with...I stand ready to help."
edited 10th Jun '16 11:29:30 AM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
Divine Burden
"Hum... can I contact them ?" she says, hopping over to the commands.
Fallout 2? More like Fallout 2 bad.
The Flamebringer
[Godsgift, orbiting Nos Lycarin]
"On your signal," Whistler transmitted to the Troperia. He hesitated, once again hung up on wondering what level of technology the Troperia would be familiar with, and decided against using the reactionless thrusters to brake for a full-speed landing. If the crew of the Troperia saw the Godsgift flying at them at twenty-plus thousand kilometers per hour with no sign of stopping, they might fire upon the ship rather than risk a collision—and no amount of technology allowing the Godsgift to stop on a dime would help if it was blasted to smithereens.
"We'll play it safe and come in for a slow landing," he said. "I hate to admit it, but I'm a novice pilot. Plenty of simulated experience, but almost no actual flight time. Our AI is very capable, though. We're willing to give your crew remote control over our landing if you wish."
"Oh, come on," Godsgift protested. "I'm not actually going to crash the ship. No matter how awesome it would be. And it would be pretty awesome."
edited 10th Jun '16 1:03:12 PM by SolipSchism
The Troperia - Lounge
Russell bursts out from a giggle to full laughter. "I know what you meant, this is just kinda funny." the 10 year old is taking this disaster in surprisingly good spirits, clearly figuring out his balance pretty quickly.
"You going to inform the Captain Amos?" Michael asks clearly distressed still and worried about being in trouble both personally and for everyone else.
The Troperia - Medbay
"Thanks doc..." He says before turning to look at Toraq again. "For now just keep a eye on him for me, and I guess for his sake keep a eye on my own vitals. I did get bit afterall." He responds with a slight smile at the end, trying to put up some positive front.edited 10th Jun '16 1:33:03 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Lounge
Merrick walks in after Izzie and is slightly overwhelmed by all the new people at once, just standing by the door waiting to be introduced.Training Room
Lex smirks, "Don't like doing it in private, hon? Eh, before we even think about doing anything more than standing here, we should probably deal with this." She lightly touches Kijo's wound.In his subconscious, she smiles and kisses Jiko's cheek, Yeah, he's just a cuddly little bear these days, ain't he?
Hall
"Theoretically, yes, you can buy another copy of most things. But you can never rebuy the memories connected to the original. This bear, for example, has been with Greg since he was shorter than you, he used to hold him close during rough nights at the orphanage, when he was thinking about his parents, and went to talk to him when other kids were mean to him, until Peter and I came along, Tedman was one of his only friends... You can't just buy memories like that back."edited 10th Jun '16 2:50:08 PM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
Bridge
Val sits on one of the chairs and waits as the liftoff sequence continues. The engines power up and the ship starts to take off from the docking bay.
Dominic & Mitch's Room
"I forgive you... And, heh, I really like your stupid ass..." Mitch says, wiping his tears and kissing Rakiri lightly.